Neuraxis - Imagery lyrics
Tracks 02. A Temporal Calamity
03. Oscilliated To Intelligence 04. Cyberwar 05. Inquisition On Mortality 06. Lid To Your Soul 07. Reasons Of Being 09. Psycho-Waves 11. Driftwood 12. The Drop 02. A Temporal Calamity
Quantum physicists
Works on theories Time translocation Destroying eons Past, present, future Era's coincide Technological advances Now our demise The unbridled rage of (in)human nature Will ring out for all eternity The sheer audacity of this crime Will ring out for all eternity KNOWLEDGE- A quest that plunges us deeper POWER- The unquenched thirst that's never satisfied PARADOX- Absurdity, a two-headed scape goat DEVASTATE- Annihilation of wich no one shall know the out come A silent whisper tells the story A desolate landscape stands remorseless Take a step forward, then take two back Another brillant victory in the name of technology Pandora's box has been unleashed The spilt second decline of man (un)kind Mass genocide of the time/space continuum Extreme consequences of our paradise lost 03. Oscilliated To Intelligence
Victimized in silence on wavy spells
Affects and vibrates all brains cells Optimising the mind to new thrills Shivering frequences gives the skill Exposed to this unpredictable force Imposed stress on the cell's course Vulnerable adenomas processes...activated Stranges results from vitals...detected Magnetism is a form of frequency that oppresses Every life form in trade of degeneration Upgrade the stimulation in a positive manner To oscilliate the mind into progression Calibrate ideas and thoughts With fully operational controls Complete the sarcastic evolution Of the puzzled brains tools The key to boost intelligence is the way To conquer the unknown intercellular sectors Demystified territories based on, sensorial Telekinesic views and virtual mind warp Hack the brain, a scientist's dream Manipulate the memory density capacity Rating upper levels, makes the game extreme A joy of madness chanting insanity Consider that we're not yet there But our imagination is... Rememberance of a logical explanation To questioning our existence 04. Cyberwar
Animated, sequantisised and computerized
Through a blinding winds of avidity Synthetised, robotized and dehumanized Hybriding flesh with technology Relapse of a lecherous humanity Contemptuous cupidity Rigor sustains charity Mass degradation almost completed Eulogized, neurologised...ascetisised A world emaciated by malevolence Materialised, idealised...monopolised Violate greed and senses Unto the surviving humanity ...The final epitaph Caustic depression of avidity The cyberwar is coming Countdown to imminent annihilation Effluvium of cupidity Dreary hopes of emptiness Cyberwar is the answer 05. Inquisition On Mortality
Sadness fills this empty void
Feeling bitter for this loss Depression fills the vacant slot I know that you are gone Could this have been averted? Death- intricate beyond compare Why is it so hard to accept? I can't believe your gone Ascended into heaven? Where are you know? Your soul will remain immortal In our hearts, you'll never die! I ponder daily Why did you have to die? So much shit walks the earth Why did you have to die? Do you look over us from time to time? What was the justification? Your mortal body was massacred Your celestrial body will reign Was death your purpose in life? 06. Lid To Your Soul
Malevolent creature of hatred
One that feeds on emotions Psychologically unsound and very unstable Bent on destruction of integreity Tell him what he wants to hear He'll twist it to his advantage Victims are left susceptible to... Further remorseless attacks, from these vulgar preying parasites Delirium caused paranoia Scars never healing Malignant moral cancer, Societies standards- Die Hopes and dreams Smashed and destroyed Fault and fears Used as weapons Malignant moral cancer, Societies standards- Die Hopes and dreams Burnt and charred Fault and fears Withering self-esteem Fade- now a shell of your former self Derogatory comments leave you empty Insecure- Self-conscious of appearance Cunning- Attacking insecurities Subconscious- Forever in denial Lost- All faith and hope 07. Reasons Of Being
Fucked for life
Consequencial events Father just abused me Mother you never loved me! I abhore the very thoughts of my parents I've often questioned the reasons of my being Why was I brought into existence Shackled down never to be I abhore the very thought of my parents I've often questioned the reason of my being Shackled down never to be Maybe then I'll set myself free 09. Psycho-Waves
Realm of mental connections
Psychics sense open horizons Psychological emanation Soul traveling...Mind warping Thought releasing...Psycho-Waves Pondering my dementia Talking about critisism and technical perfection Nothing compares to neurotical activities Sensorial compilation and thought interactions Bring me virtual emotional perturbances Things seem to change, but turn out to be the same Like an enigmatic stone, drawing circles in a pond Eternal? Immortal? Atmospheric holocaust Denigrating paradox Dimension of self entity Welcome paranoia in deity Realm of mental connections Psychic senses open horizons Psychological emanation Soul traveling...Mind warping Thought releasing...Psycho-Waves 11. Driftwood
Welcome to my oxymoronic world of pain
A world where truth and lies are for the insane Like driftwood on the shores of my foggy life I've drifted not knowing truly who or what I am I find refuge in things of other irrelevance For in the darkest dept of my volatile mind Everything is clearer and more beautiful than a sunny day Ponder and ponder, dable in my dementia Equate and balance theories that never were And I ponder and ponder my loquent animisity The two halfs now become one, everything makes sense But I am sill confined, I must acomplish my task My companions aid me and tell me what to do I now know what I must do (I do too) I lash out declaring war and vengance The driftwood is now engulfed by a raging sea Everything now swallowed by black Serity calms my rage My head filled with inexplicable knowledge A fragrance of mountain air now polinates my vibrant senses I ponder and ponder my perhaps next subjugating attack For in the realm of madness everything is relative In solitude I will remain for ever more 12. The Drop
Medieval torture
Psychological trauma Strapped down Drill through my head Kill me soflty While I agonisingly die Ironically dying By the very substance That keeps me alive Slowly dying Drop by Drop |